“… What?”

The other party leaned toward him, his eyes bright as if he had vented his anger. He asked in a refreshed tone, “Is her name QN?”

A few professors from the Medical Association were puzzled and asked, “Teacher Qin, what are you talking about? What Instagram? What QN? Tell us clearly.”

“Am I not asking Professor Shen?” The person chuckled and patted his stomach, muttering to himself, “I think this is her. Isn’t Qiao Nian’s name QN? It must be her!”

“What on earth is it? So what if it’s her?”

“Yes, what’s going on? Tell us clearly.”

Seeing that many people were curious about what he said, the middle-aged man smiled and showed them his phone. “Look.”

Everyone gathered around and looked down.

There was a new status update with over 10,000 likes. It was sent half an hour ago.

[QN: [Picture]]

one picture?” The first person did not understand. He looked up

you.” The chubby man opened the photo and enlarged

It was a ranking.

were only two people on it, the

Nian, Qing University’s Traditional Medicine Faculty,

Qi Lanyin, international participant, 63

final results were barely

in that comment. It was just a picture, but it made everyone

definitely an eye for an eye. It was as if

Qiao Nian to post it, especially when he saw the words “Traditional Medicine Faculty” on the photo. As a man, his eyes felt a little hot for the first time, and he almost couldn’t control his

turned away and

years that he saw hope in the Chinese

his eyes, the hope of the Chinese Medicine Faculty was sitting

of Beijing. The hotpot restaurant he had recommended had a spicy and authentic taste, and the dishes were fresh and

eaten spicy food for more than a week.

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